Digested by God (love tasted)

Called down by the black crows.
The end unravelling from the start.
But there is no need to fear.
All these pieces of such a life, twinkling like a magpie prize.
Caught in the claws and clutches of another.
Keep an eye on the rising waters that swallow your bones.
Fusing the soul back to the heavens.
Late again for your own funeral, but god forgives you.
The retreat back into the mind, the swirling birds that will meet you by the devil’s eye.
Does it ever equal all the pain you’ve gone through?
What happens when the anger and love show?
Collected and dispensed like feathers on the wind.
A bird in the hand.
The ache in the bush, twisting in the fingers of fate.
Soaking wet, and restless. Flying south for the eternal winter.
Six feet of soil and sadness.
Buried like treasure and the troubled heart.
But you don’t get to go yet.

On the edge of a supernova

I waited for you there.
Down at the bottom of the garden, where the universe opens up.
Tiptoeing between fallen leaves and black holes.
Coughing up lunar dust from the departing moon.
Arriving in your spectral way, a moth on the surface.
A white wash of misery and decay.
I never understood why you ran away;
to the mountains, to the forest.
To breathe and live again.
I never knew I was the reason you returned.
You traded pain for love.
Cast it out on the spider webs of the Milky Way.
Letting it hang in the morning light.
Hoping for it to fade.
I wore my naivety proudly like a badge.
Puffed chest and wide eyed.
I thought I could make you live again.
And when we kissed, I felt the rush of protons pulling me.
But it wasn’t enough.
I could not prevent the fall. The supernova there to engulf us.
So I watched you depart.
Lifting up through the trees like a ray of light.
As I mourned our deaths deep down in the soil.
Where you buried me.